Sam and Jamie have a very interesting and complicated past. Here are a few paragraphs.
Jamie has the whole 'sexy beast' thing going for him. I'll admit he has the abs and muscles to go with that handsome face. (And ass I might add.) All of the girls throw themselves at his feet daily. It is sickening what women will do to to just get one of his signature flirty smiles. It is beyond annoying to say the least. I try not to give him the light of day, but he wont have any of that. He is always on my heels trying to get me 'back,' but I want nothing to do with him.
Let me clarify a few things. We never dated, kissed, had sex, etc. He used to be my best friend before puberty hit. He was the cute lanky guy that I could trust with everything. Hell, he was like a boyfriend, but without all the complications. Easy to talk to, i could trust him, he was always there for me, and we even flirted a little bit. I hate to admit it, but I was kinda in love with him.
We were friends since preschool when i put glue down his pants for pulling my ponytail. Since that day we were inseparable. Our parents became quick friends too. But when we were in eighth grade, he started to change. He changed his whole personality, started working out, dropped the glasses, and more importantly, he dropped me. He started to become the Jamie everyone knows and loves today. He started to push me away and then he humiliated me in front of a lot of his new 'friends' and that was it. I was out, he was popular, and he forgot I existed. But, when I started sophomore year he tried to get me back. He tried to be nice and sweet, and flirt, and all of that crap. All last year he tried, but I brushed him off and then he started to be rude and tried to get me in trouble and all of that shit.